Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1887-07-22
Volume XLIV.---No. 6,

ed in some milk, dumped in a scoop
full of sugar, salted the compound
gave it stir, and set it down on 8
F chair; while he and johnson went to
the window, to see an old man, who
had lost his hat, run after it. The
sight was quite inspiring, owing to
the high wind which was prevailing.
And, when the two housekeepers re-
turned to business. they were just in
season to see Mr.. Johnson's pet point
er cleaning out with the most scrupu-
lous nicely the dish where the embryo
Pudding had been left.
I 1--WE won't sly anything about it to
Anne" said Mr.. Johnson; "she might
think We We're c,reIess. Now. Sam,
vou contruct the biscuit, and I'll 90
for the pie. | wonder if this chicken
is hen? Hump! it smells rather
old-or something; but, Of course, it's
all ready to cook, Now for the crust
flour and water and baking powder.
They make all kinds Of pastry-don't
thev?"
Yes. yes That is, l think so,'
said Sam, little doabtfully. "That
is, all the newspaper advertisements
say that baking powder will do an.
thing; and of course it will make pie.
crust"
Johnson had taken off his cuffs. and
poured 'uple Of quarts OF water in
to pan, which he stirred thought
fully, and aided several spoonfuls of
baking powder.
This amount of water will make
enough-won't it, Sam?''
81 should say so." returned Sam,
manipulating his eight" biscuits, the
dough Of which was sadly inclined to
run mp his arms, under his coatsleevees,
and two big dabs of which where stick,
ing, all unno,iced, to the legs of his
pantaloons.
Johnson stirred in the -four rapidly
putting in a good deal of muscle, and
making the flour fly right and left =
His hair AMI whiskers aud eyebrows
were pappered, and. when he had
stirred in all the -four in the house,
the mass was still little thin.
"By Jove!" said johnson, eyeing
the result before him, "there is half "a
bushel of it; | never saw 80 much
chicken-pie crust before. But this is
a large chieken-a full grown one
adult, in fact, and strong one, too,
or my nose deceives me; but guess
tais crust will mold him. Hold it
open in the middle, Sam, while | en-
velop the biped in the crust"
The chicken, with his legs and h, al
still adoring his body, Was put il. to
tire rni.au.e of the -tivugfT, aud tire
ering patted down. johnson stepped
back and eyed the construction of
his hands critically.
'Sam." said he, II think-yes | am
certain that Anne never cooks them
with their legs on. !"
So they cut of the legs, thrust the
mass into the oven of the stove. put
some potatoes to boil, opened the
draught oil the stove, locked the house,
and went down town.
At three, serenely, our two house.
keepers as :ended the front steps Of the
johnson mansion. An odor, infinitely
worse than the atmosphere Of any soap
boiling establishment, met them US
the door opened
They looked at each other.
What in the dickens is it ?" they
cried in chorus, and both made for
the kitchen.
No wonder there had been smell.
The chicken pie mad burned fast to the
bottom of the oven, and lay there,
with the smoke pouring from it, a
blackened mass Of cinders; and Sans
light biscuits had burned entirely up,
and left nothing but the pan, which
had melted down into mass Of solid
tin and run ont on the floor, which it
had set on fire, and which was smould-
ering away, threatening every moment
to burst into flame The only wonder
was that the house had not been
burned down before they returned.
The tea kettle had boile dry, and
cracked in two, and everything in the
room was covered with deposit Of the
very blacklist SCOT. The two confede-
rates exchanged glances. But they
did not sp ak. 1t was no time for
words
Johnson seized the duster, and be-
gan to whisk the SCOT from the furni-
ture, while Sam, with courage which
did him credit, proceeded to get the
chicken-pie out Of the oven, by the
help of the tongs.
81 declare, Johnson" said he, as he
hurried along, with the grease dipping
from his burden and smearing the
kitchen floor from one end to the
other. 81 believe that the reason the
thing smelled so strong was that we
didn't take out the insides Of the
critter."
"Jerusalem!" said johnson, sis that
so? Well, if that's the case, it's lucky
for US that it burned up"
The two men set to work to wipe up
the floor, and, while thus engaged, the
door bell rang.
"You CO." said Johnson. "You amt
so smutty US | am
"No, you 60" said Brooks. "[ am
so hot. shall take cold"
While they parleyed, the unmistak-
able giggle of young girls broke on
their ears, and CONSERVATION seized
them.
''It's Apne's sister Kate,'' cried
johnson.
"And Nary Hartley, too," cried
Brooks. "And wouldn't have her to
see me for all I'm worth. Great Peter!
what shall | do?"
kate has got key. She will come
in in spite Of U.s." cried johnson.
"Anne gave it to her, 50 that she need
not wait at the door. Perditiou take
the girls! Why couldn't they have
waited till we'd got things Strengthened
out? I'm going to run for it"
As he finished, johnson dove down